"Will this be the case in the future?" he gritted his teeth.
"No... When the psychic hall is established, a special talisman will be produced. When the soul is seduced, it will be attached to the head of the ghost, and they will not remember anything when they come to the gate of hell." Arthas said lightly: "Instead of caring about the future, you might as well look at the present."
"These people... come with fear and apprehension. Once the answer you give exceeds their psychological limit, you are not afraid... Will you be a Yama for only one day?"
Qin Ye looked at the dark Yin spirit below with a splitting headache. what to do? What should we do now
There is no place for these Yin spirits in the underworld at all, and now it is only the first batch!
"The underworld is in vain, and all the new Yinlings will participate in the construction of the underworld. Don't worry, once the underworld is completed, everyone will be paid for their labor hours."
No one spoke, this was a good sign, Qin Ye breathed a sigh of relief: "These rewards are not ghost coins, but the unique benefits of every ghost who builds the underworld. For example, on the newly built streets Residence of your choice. For example, priority to enter the government assessment department... "
"Hey..." Arthas sighed and sat up.
One by one, the promotions went on and on, however, the more he spoke, the more serious Qin Ye's eyes became.
The Yin spirits below were not grateful, but their eyes crossed, showing a look of disbelief.
"...The underworld is facing complete reconstruction, and various important buildings need to be built..." He continued in a deep voice, thinking over and over in his heart: Am I wrong? Where is wrong
"Sir." Before he could finish speaking, the middle-aged man wearing glasses stood up and asked respectfully, "Does every gate to enter the underworld need to be rebuilt?"
"Yes." Qin Ye couldn't find a reason to lie, he needed manpower too much right now.
"...Then...other adults, don't you do anything?" The middle-aged man pushed his glasses and smiled more respectfully: "I used to be a government civil servant, from Laidong City. I heard your words very kindly."
Qin Ye's lips moved slightly. He really had never participated in the government, let alone managed people. When a new official took office, he could only pick up what he had in mind.
Even if he has lived for so long, there is a huge gap between what he sees and what he does in reality.
"Only this official is at the gate of hell, and this official is responsible for all this."
"It turns out that it's only you..." The big man before stood up with a grinning smile: "Hold the grass! I have been worried for a long time, what the eighteen hells and six reincarnations... fuck it!"
Qin Ye's eyes suddenly flickered, his hand was already clenching the armrest.
Following the big man's words, at least a hundred people stood up at the scene, and the eyes of others flickered and hesitated.
"That is to say, the underworld that I have been afraid of for a long time is an empty shell." The big man licked his lips hideously: "Old ghost, there are many empty seats next to you... Can we sit up and be the same as you? Show off your power?"
"Maybe his performance is better than him, and he can be promoted faster." A young man with yellow hair also stared at the hall with excitement, and stood up with his hands.
Kabbah… Kabbah… A muscular man broke his neck and stood up as well: "The underworld and Lao Tzu's thoughts are very different. When I first arrived, I was scared to death, but I didn't expect it to be better than I imagined. A hundred times, this fucking chair is ready for us."
"What are you waiting for!" The ferocious man pointed at the hall and shouted, "Did you see that there is no one in the underworld! Everyone, just sit up! We are the black and white impermanence on TV! Afraid of a ball!!"
"That's right, we have more than 1,000 people, and he is alone, afraid of eggs!!" "So many empty chairs, aren't they just waiting for us! Open the door!!" "Get out of the way! Let me pass!!"
The scene was instantly chaotic.
At least hundreds of people stood up and charged towards the hall with red eyes. Qin Ye closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief: "What's wrong?"
"It's so gentle." Alsace curled up his perfect silicone legs. Gently rubbing against the beam: "You can't fully grasp the mentality of Yin Spirit, but it doesn't matter, all the Yin emissaries have encountered this situation."
"They came down from the earth, originally with a state of apprehension and awe, and suddenly found that the underworld is different from what they thought. Moreover, it is a place without restraint. There is no law, no police, no government, just sit with your clay sculpture and wood sculpture , the surrounding is desolate. The desire in the heart has expanded exponentially, coupled with the practice of self-righteousness and not blaming others. As long as one person shouts, thousands of people will riot."
"This is the Yin Spirit Rebellion. It's relatively small, but it's large in scale. It's the Yin Spirit Rebellion. The most terrifying thing is the Yin Spirit Rebellion. In the history of the underworld, there have been two rebellions, five riots, and riots once every hundred years. You It's not like you can sit back and relax... You are fighting for time with these Yin spirits. Once the riots can't be suppressed, then... your Yama will end."
"Don't forget... This is just a prelude. It's a piece of cake. When all parts of the country feel the arrival of a large number of Yin spirits established by the new underworld, your underworld will not be able to hold up... Then, something big will really happen..."
boom! !
At this moment, a full six or seven hundred people rushed up, their eyes were red, and their expressions were hideous. However, just as they rushed to the door of the main hall, a pale white light curtain suddenly appeared, flowing one by one incomprehensible ancient texts. , seal the door tightly.
"Open the door!! Let's go in!!" "Anyway, you have no one here, why don't we come to help!" "Open the door! Let us go! Aren't you afraid that we will tell your superiors that you are abusing us!!" "Irrelevant , If we don't meet our needs, you will be dismissed sooner or later!! Open the door!"
With twisted faces, Qin Ye saw the ardent yearning for power from the middle-aged man who could barely see his body in the crowd. See the ecstasy of the disappearance of the law on the face of the ferocious man, the urge to violence on the face of the muscular man, and the madness of letting go of themselves completely from the face of the old and encouraged.
"Fear and the law have disappeared, so the steel wire of the heart is broken." Qin Ye murmured, nodding thoughtfully, "I'll write it down."
"Don't worry, the gate of hell is the facade of all the underworld, and it cannot be opened without the impact of millions of ghosts. And as the founder of the new underworld, you have the right to control all buildings. However, what are you going to do now?" Arthas He spoke with great interest.
Qin Ye smiled and snapped his fingers. With a snap, the light curtain in front of the temple gate turned into a splash of white light.
Hundreds of ghosts suddenly lost their target and rushed in screaming like a ghost tide. At the same time, the Yin spirit in front of him exclaimed and quickly faded back. The front and back were crowded, and the door was suddenly blocked.
Shouting, screaming, and quickly returning to silence, and then starting to quietly back away with horror on his face.
Because right in front of them, Qin Ye took out the Ghost Head Sword.
Pale blade, haunted by ghosts. And he had slapped the table and jumped to the bar in front.
"How to do it?" Qin Ye smiled slightly: "You have reminded me a lot..."
"I'm really... so gentle."
As soon as the voice fell, the ghost-headed knife suddenly slashed forward.
brush! ! Different from the use of Yangjian, this knife is cut out, as if echoing the whole world, the new underworld emits a buzzing sound, and countless yin tsunamis sink into the ghost-head knife, and a dark blade of light sprays from the ghost gate hall. When he came out, he was ten meters high and rushed straight to the front of the hall.
Whoa, whoa! ! The gravel splashed on the ground, a gap several meters deep appeared in an instant, endless ghost fires rose into the sky, and all the Yin spirits in the center disappeared in this knife.
With one knife, at least a hundred yin souls will fly away.
"Oh?" Alsace played with his hair lazily: "When did you find out?"
"Early morning." Qin Ye walked out with a smile. Wherever he passed, all the Yin spirits who had been boiling over the sky before looked at him in disbelief, then turned to look at the deep gap on the ground, staring at him. His eyes were so cold that they let out a way, like a water-dividing rod.
Dead silence.
Not a single sound.
Wherever he passed, the group of ghosts retreated until he stood in front of the Sifang Ding.
"You keep saying: If there is no escort by the escort, the ghosts will have the intelligence before their lives. The escort here...isn't there only one official?" Qin Ye carried the knife on his shoulder and looked around the audience, no ghost dared to confront him. All eyes lowered their heads.
Arthas flew out of the hall. Someone saw this weird silicone doll, but no one dared to laugh.
"Remember, the underworld... is a world. And you created it. It can be said that you are now the creator god of this world."
"The essence of your life has already begun to change. But a world can be strong or weak, and how far you can reach in the end depends on how the underworld can develop."
"If you have the ability to unify the underworld around the world and launch a divine war against other underworlds, then... you may really be comparable to the legendary Allah, Jesus, and Pangu."
"Here, you are God, the only God, and no one can hurt you."
Qin Ye nodded, and he understood.
Yes: No one can hurt you.
Not equal: You can rule the world.
When there are more and more yin spirits, and with their own spiritual wisdom, they can't kill them all by themselves, and others organize the government on their own. Who does this underworld belong to
Hateful to press the gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for others
Who is in charge of the underworld!
"There's still a lot to learn..." He walked over slowly, grabbed his hands in the air, and the spirit of the middle-aged man with glasses flew over and knelt directly in front of Qin Ye.
"You... what are you going to do..." His voice trembled: "I... I will appeal! I, we are also ghost people in the underworld now... I, we have political rights... "
Qin Ye smiled.
Then slashed down!
Brush... Knife without trace.
The figure of the man with glasses is like a breeze drifting away, and a little soul fire flutters into the hall, lighting up the many rakshasas in the hall, and an ancient lamp in the hand of the King Kong statue.
"Who else?" He turned around slowly and looked around the audience. Everyone, whether it was the ferocious man before or the muscular man, all had their lips trembling at this moment.
Within five seconds, there was a muffled sound, and the remaining eight or nine hundred Yin spirits all knelt down and touched the ground with their foreheads. Don't say a word.
"Who told you that the underworld can bargain with this official?"